The Hope pioneer., 1887-01-14

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meal and chance of work the dreadful
WITNESSES about fatc all left him and he was
man again. You could not have con-
vinced her that morning that their good
luck had not set in. She could not see the
sky from tho windows, but she felt that it
was golden with promises.
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He had answered an advertisement in
the papers for conductors and drivers on the
Third avenue railroad. He had paid little
attention to the strike. Hc had no thought
OF the rights or wrongs of organized labor.
He wanted to earn enough money to sup
port his wife, and he had vague notion
that he had right to do it honestly and
still vaguer notion that all the enginery of
society was somehow planned to protect him
in that right
He didn't tLink much about it anyway,
to tell the truth. Ho was thinking of Dolly
there in the gloomy room, waiting for him.
How she had borrowed and hypothecated
his chances Of work to get shelter and
food.
He had been told to come back to the
stables tomorrow and he could have q
car. When he got there he found the street
full of men. 1t was tie up and tho strike
"eS Shs A4o was AAOO AACcILcIOu Will. no
got into tho superintendent's office, and
after an hour or two was called to take
charge of a car. Two policemen were on
the platform.
As the car issued from the stables he
saw that the crowd in the street had in
creased to thousands, who seemed to block
its passageway. A wild derisive cry from
multitude of throats greeted him.
He was a "scab."
Exactly what occurred on that morning
when the skies were SO golden-is this:
Car number 20S, upon which was Jack,
went unmolested down to Forty-second
street, and the officers began to think they
would get through without interruption.
AT that corner there was a great crowd of
men, and just as they were crossing Forty
second street a heavy truck drawn by two
massive and unruly horses attempted to
cross the track, and was made to collide
with the car team. So violent was the on
slaught, and so unexpected that the railroad
team was swept round into the roadway.
One of the horses fell down and the driver
was dragged into the street. In an instant
tho crowd surrounded the car, hooting and
yelling like DEVILS Murderous missiles
smashed the windows and panels. The two
policemen sprang to the assistance Of the
driver and were cut off from the car by the
mob. Jack was looking out of the front
window at the melee when a rush was
made for the interior Of the vehicle. He
turned, and as he did so heavy paving
stone struck him in the face, and he fell
into the straw in the bottom of the car. In
minute he was dragged, disabled and
bleeding, by score of savages into tho
street, with yells like those of wild beasts.
Whatever may have been his strength or
courage, it could not avail him against
those cowardly ruffians. He fell in t q
street under shower OF blows In the
whirl of it all he thought of Dolly. A fe-
rocious brute struck him as he fell with
cart rung, and another planted his heel in
his eye as he rolled over the ground. A
hundred ferocious creatures of both sexes
were fighting to get at him and add one
more blow. One last CLEAN OF the cruel
tumult round him, of female faces in which
there was no pity, of masculine faces dis
torted with inhuman hatred, then a final
thought of Dolly waiting for him, and he
knew no more But illsensiblo as he was.
they continued to rain blows upon him un-
til the police arrived, and driving the mob
before them, picked him up, unrecogniza-
bic, battered out of shape, and thus dis
guised with blood and dirt they bore him
home to Dolly, dead.
1t Is late In the autumn. The grass on
Wards and Blackwell's island has been
kept green by the salt air this year.
Of all the charity buildings the insane
asylum is tho pleasantest this sharp morn
ing, for it is sheltered from the wind and
the sun pours freely into its many win
dows number of the inmates who are
harmless are allowed the liberty of the court
and yards. For the most part they are
uninteresting creatures, victims of hallu-
clnatlons that arc often too trivial to ex-
cite more than passing smile of pity.
Number 2O7 is, perhaps, the least interest
ing of all She has only been there a few
months and is pathetically taciturn. Once
visitor was struck by her vague, sad face
and tried to talk to her, as she leaned in the
south window and let the breeze from the
river blow her bronze hair over her face.
To his surprise she replied to his questions
with placid and pensive dignity.
II am not insane," she said. II am un-
fortunate. made an awful discovery one
day and I've not been able to recollect any,
thing since. haven't lost my reason. only
my memory"
What was it you discovered?n
She shook her head sadly. "Why do you
want to be unhappy like me?'' she asked.
'You are happy, aren't you!''
. mo one is very happy when put to the
test, " the visitor said. "You can recover
your memory, perhaps, with proper treat
nent. 1t often comes back"
''''Nothing comes back, she replied, with
9 strange complacency. "Thcres no Cod
When VIC learn that i've want to die, You
haven't found it out, or your face would
have the same expression as mine"
~ dare say suggested the visitor, 'and
when your memory comes back and you
discover God again, you will have a differ
ent expression
The strangest look of pity came into her
..,.. -''d with it ali expression of unutter.
able weariness
The attendant said she was not incurable.
Her condition was the result of mental
shock. The visitor was haunted by her sad
face. All the other grotesque iaValiGs Of
the place. forgotten. But this frozen
soul, sorrowful to death, looked at hin, OH
Of the dark of many nights So lie u;::t
back one day to see her.
They took him into the ward where 8
lay. The attendant pulled down the ST,
transformation had taken place
face wore a smile Of rest and co,1..
Some one had put buncl, of golden re-
her hand. She looked beautiful in her l..
quill sleep. she%was dead, but She |
remembered and God had discovered liz
self to her.-Nym Crinkle in Kansas c.
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